The gallows was erected in a clearing outside the castle, and the two dangling thick ropes were perfectly knotted by the executioner, and the wooden platform used to show everyone was built in an afternoon, and the miscellaneous servants who built the gallows were particularly interested, because they knew that on the two thick nooses, one would hang the president of the former Mason Town Chamber of Commerce, and the other was a minor nobleman, so this was not an ordinary scene that could be seen casually, they were all guilty of murder, Jeff the merchant was convicted of murdering the abbot, and the poor little retinue killed Baron Valker and his son, and God knows how he managed to break into the heavily guarded dungeon.

"Giggle~~~." A group of carefree children, weaving between the pillars under the wooden platform to hide from cats, they are not yet old enough to understand what is going on, and this qiē is just a fun thing for children.

At this time, the nobles in the castle came to a viewing table in front of the gallows in turn, it seems that in the Middle Ages when entertainment was lacking, watching people being hanged is also an interesting drama rich in entertainment and stimulating the senses, as the ruling class of this era, of course, the nobles do not want to miss this program with the people, sitting in the center of the viewing table is Lord Duke of Abel, in his right hand sits his sister Princess Josie, and on the left sits his sister-in-law Lord Arrod, the palace minister of the Duchy of Mason, Then, in the two rows below the two, the courtiers and nobles sat in a ladder of status.

"I don't understand why I'm here to watch people get killed?" Princess Josie said to her brother Duke Abel with displeasure on her face, in the case that her father had just died. The beautiful princess wore a plain dress with a black headscarf on her head to express her condolences for her deceased father.

"My dear sister, only the presence of the ruler can make this punishment legitimate, not just the killing of two Christians." Duke Abel explained to his sister.

"I think we should save their souls rather than destroy their bodies, how does that make us different from the barbarians?" Princess Josie looked at the two prisoners who had been escorted to the execution table, the fat Jeff was dripping with sweat on his face, and the poor little attendant with the lid of the pot could barely walk if it weren't for the palace guards holding his arm. I'm afraid he would have slipped and collapsed on the ground.

"My naïve sister. If this Jeff had been the sinner who had killed Arold's relatives, and this little retinue had killed the witnesses we could have used to bring down Count Rauzitz, if such an act had not gone unpunished, the others would have thought the Herman family weak and deceitful. It will be a crisis for the whole principality. The Duke of Abel attached himself to Princess Josie's ear. Explained to her in a whisper.

Just when the two siblings were talking to each other. Arrod looked at the torture table opposite without saying a word, the little entourage who was about to pee his pants was laughed by the people watching. But Arold didn't smile at all, but looked at him with admiration.

A few hours ago, Arold came to the dungeon where the little retinue was held in the struggle of inner power and conscience, and when he entered the dungeon, the merchant Jeff who saw Arold's figure begged like crazy, and swore that he was willing to be loyal to Arold and was willing to come out to testify against Count Lauzitz, but Arold knew that Jeff's words were not reliable at all, and no nobleman would believe that a merchant would have contact with Count Lauzitz.

"Open." Arjod's target wasn't Jeff, he stood in front of the cell where the little retinue was kept, and said to the jailer with a large set of keys in his hand.

"But Lord Earl, this is a pre-execution prisoner, and he is the assassin who assassinated Baron Valk's father and son." The jailer reminded Arrod worriedly.

"Open." Arold once again commanded in a stern tone, seeing Arold's insistence so firmly, the jailer had no choice but to open the iron door, and Arold bent down into the cell, curled up in the cell of the small entourage.

"Lord Gongxiang, please save me, I was really wronged." When the little attendant saw Arold walk in, he grabbed the last straw like a man in the water, pounced on him and hugged Arold's calf, and said loudly with a crying voice.

"Arold." Baron Wendell, who was with Arrod, nervously wanted to get in to protect Arold, but was stopped by Arold reaching out.

"Relax kids." Arold stretched out his right hand and stroked the head of the little retinue, and said softly to the little retinue.

"Are you here to save me? Miyasama, please believe me, those things are not mine. The little attendant raised his head and looked at Arrod with tears in his eyes, not even having time to wipe away his tears and snot, with the last hope in his heart.

"I believe you, because it is impossible for an assassin to keep the murder weapon in his room, so you are innocent." Arold said to the little retinue.

"That's right, Miya-sama, I'm really innocent, so please let me go." Listening to Arrod's words, the little entourage's eyes lit up, grabbed Arold's hand and said desperately, while Arold looked at him with a look of embarrassment.

"It's a pity that although you are innocent, I can't let you go."

"What? Here's why. The little entourage looked at Arrod in surprise, and looked at the noble palace minister in front of him in disbelief, knowing that he was innocent, and he had to send himself to the gallows.

"Because, if the assassin is not found, it will make the nobles panic, the Duke will not be able to carry out the succession ceremony, and the Duchy will face a situation of disintegration." Arold sighed and said to the little retinue.

"So, so you use me as a scapegoat?" The little attendant's eyes widened, he let go of the hand that grabbed Arrod, and sat down backwards, looking like he was devastated by the blow, and he quickly understood what was going on when he was born into a noble family.

"I can't let you go, but I'll do my best to accommodate any requests you have now, just say it." For the first time, Arold felt that he was an executioner whose hands were soaked in the blood of innocents, but he could not help but continue to kill, and met the little entourage before the execution, only for the last bit of pity in his heart.

"Is it really okay to do anything?" After a moment of silence, the little retinue seemed to understand that Yiqiē was predestined, and he raised his head and said to Arrod.

"Yes." Arold nodded, stared at the little entourage in front of him, and thought that maybe he wanted to seek some conditions for his family, but to Arold's surprise, when the little retinue said his hope, Arold was still taken aback. (To be continued......)